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Chapter 766 - 430: The Suffering That Should Not Exist (4K)_2

Chapter 766: Chapter 430: The Suffering That Should Not Exist (4K)_2

It shouldn’t be a strong opponent like Xue Shen.

If it is, it would actually be better.

The Terror Devil is somewhat weaker than the original, so it’s not that difficult to deal with.

As for the Evil God Blood River... he might be strong, but Li Changhe didn’t have much feeling about it, having never faced him directly.

After all, Blood River had only tried to lure Li Changhe into becoming one of his Believers, one of his God’s Chosen.

But Li Changhe said he would paint him on the city wall.

Then he fought Xue Shen.

After the outcome was decided, Blood River honestly took away the power of his Believers to summon Chaos Minions.

The crisis in the Great Tang was lifted.

However, if you really want to talk about fear...

"Perhaps it’s... the fear of losing."

Li Changhe whispered, his voice so low that even he could not hear it clearly.

If he loses, he will lose everything: the box, the girl, Brother Ting, Brother Dong... they are all in the Great Tang.

Li Changhe didn’t have many friends.

Most of them were in the Great Tang by then, and if he were to lose, even with Li Er’s trump card for the Great Tang, he might lose everything.

That was the great fear that Li Changhe dreaded.

"Fortunately, I won," Li Changhe chuckled silently in his heart.

...

On the other side, the humanoid Terror Devil walked through the empty streets.

Even though there were several weapons stuck in his body and even being pierced through his chest, he didn’t care.

He allowed the black viscous liquid dripping from his wounds to fall onto the ground.

What’s strange was that the black liquid, after dripping onto the ground, still followed the humanoid Terror Devil behind him.

The humanoid Terror Devil seemed somewhat confused and sat on the roof of a sedan, quietly staring into the distance.

Then, he jumped down from the sedan and headed to a small shop on the street.

It was a small noodle shop. When the disaster fog happened, the customers and the shop owner had been taken to the Safe Zone by the authorities.

The humanoid Terror Devil pushed open the glass door, entered the noodle shop’s kitchen, and began rummaging through cupboards and cabinets to find something.

Then, he lit the stove and started making noodles.

Even though his right hand was missing, he still skilled in cutting meat and frying it in the pot.

At a nearby building’s top floor, someone watched his actions in silence.

It was an Assassin Player. When the Crying Hero appeared, the authorities immediately noticed the twisted malice on his body.

They quickly dispatched a Slaughter Squad to track him down.

Most of the squad members were hidden in the distance, while this Assassin Player was responsible for closer surveillance.

"The target entered a noodle shop. Right now, it looks like he’s planning... to have a bowl of noodles. There’s no influence of hunger and thirst terror demons here, so the food’s preserved," the Assassin reported the situation: "As for the details, I can’t get any closer, or I’ll be affected."

The power the Crying Hero showed was making nearby creatures shed tears. Humans, terror demons, and even animals would cry involuntarily.

"Eating noodles? It seems this Terror Devil has an unusual rationality," a member of the Slaughter Squad replied: "Are there any other features? Any reactions from the nearby Terror Demons?"

"No, the nearby Terror Demons have already fled," the Assassin Player activated his Magic Eye to continue observing the humanoid Terror Devil: "If you want to talk about features, this guy... is very familiar."

"Familiar? What do you mean?" the member asked.

"Even though he only has his left hand left, he’s very familiar in cutting meat, washing veggies, and cooking. It’s as if he’s practiced for several years. What do you think he is...?" the Assassin Player replied.

"Don’t overthink it, he’s just a Terror Devil. No matter how sad or lonely he is, he is still a Terror Devil who wants to destroy humanity. He is classified as a World Destruction Level catastrophe by the authorities, so don’t be soft-hearted."

"Hahaha, I know, of course." The Assassin chuckled in his heart and continued to observe the humanoid Terror Devil.

He noticed that he was quite particular, taking a lot of time to make a rich bowl of beef noodles.

In the end, he sat at the dining table and removed his facial armor.

Exposing a lifeless face.

Only his left eye was left, a terrifying black hole, as if his eyeball had been gouged out.

Apart from that, there was a lot of black liquid flowing from his eye sockets, as if he was crying.

If you were to disregard all these bizarre points, he would still be a pretty handsome young man, the Assassin Player thought.

Then, the humanoid Terror Devil picked up the chopsticks with his left hand, struggled to hold the noodles, and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Seems like he’s not a left-hander, not very proficient with chopsticks," the assassin player continued to report.

This meal was very strange.

Black liquid constantly flowed from the humanoid terror demon’s eyes, and even when it dripped into his bowl, he didn’t care.

He calmly ate the noodles wrapped in the black liquid, but the black liquid kept flowing from his eyes.

It was as if he was swallowing his own blood or, perhaps... tears?

After finishing his noodles, he just sat there by the table, as if digesting the meal.

"Should we try to attack?" the assassin player asked. The enemy seemed full of openings now.

"No, he is very strong. Don’t act rashly." Another teammate responded, "Did you notice the weapons on his body?"

"Of course." The assassin player glanced at the weapons embedded in the body of the humanoid terror demon — swords, short axes, and throwing spears. A normal person would have died by now, but he seemed to show no reaction, allowing the weapons to remain in his body.

"According to our database," the teammate whispered, "those weapons... are all from the Great Tang Task and belong to the Chaos God’s Chosen."

This teammate was an official player, and their database was the Great Wall Database, which recorded all the information that the officials could learn.

Those weapons were also from the Great Tang Task and belonged to the Chaos God’s Chosen as recorded by the official database.

"What are you trying to say?" The assassin player’s face changed.

"We suspect that he..." the teammate whispered, "has killed at least six of the Chaos God’s Chosen!"

All the members of the killing squad’s faces changed.

Chaos God’s Chosen were terrifying beings that had upgraded themselves to demons through the sacrifice of tens or even hundreds of thousands of lives.

Their divine power was on par with that of the Holders. They could even temporarily transform into avatars of the Evil God.

At that time, six God’s Chosen had appeared during the Great Tang Task.

Along with the troublesome Chaos Believers and a large number of Chaos minions and Chaos Warriors.

Players were almost wiped out.

If he had actually killed six God’s Chosen, then his strength would be...

At this moment, the humanoid terror demon in the noodle shop stood up.

He silently put on the already blackened bronze mask.

Then, he walked out of the noodle shop.

A terrifying and distorted aura spread out.

Many images flashed before his eyes.

Underneath Yuezhou City, numerous rays of light emerged from the graceful figure of the girl, forming an eternal iceberg in front of him. She blocked the pursuit of the God’s Chosen and Believers all by herself.

The burly man with a Chinese character-faced man, covered in blood, broke free from the Blood Tide. He allowed himself to be pierced through the neck, dragging himself out of Yuezhou City.

The short-haired girl, with only a breath left, struggled to crawl over the mountain of corpses and, with her last strength, punched herself in the chest, injecting the final Holy Healing Potion.

The curly-haired young man holding a spear carried him on his back, wielding the spear to break through the enemy ranks. In the end, in the cold wasteland, his body grew cold and gradually stiffened.

The long-haired enchantress, her hair curling up, was forcefully pulled out and swallowed alive by the demon. He could never forget her painful screams.

He had desperately roared and pleaded for them to leave.

But they ignored him and continued to die before him one by one.

He had nothing left, and he had failed to protect anything.

Even if he had killed all the Chaos God’s Chosen of the Great Tang, they would never return.

As he charged towards the blood-colored throne above the black cloud.

He arrived here.

At the same time, he had learned that all this pain was due to that guy’s fear.

Because of that guy’s fear, he was created and had experienced all the suffering and despair that should not have existed.

"Now, I am coming to kill you!" The Crying Hero whispered.

Feeling the killing squad gradually surrounding him, more black mud flowed from the bronze mask, as if he was weeping.

"Those who stand in my way...."

He whispered, and the black mud flowing from his right hand transformed into a huge black spear, thrusting out instantly.

"Die!"

This was...

The Hundred-Headed Shooter!

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